letra de money bags - chase benji
[hook]
on a mission for the money bags
and i vacate where sonny at
10 bands, 20 bands, 50 bands to a hunnid racks (yea)
and she love to clap like jumpin jacks (yea)
she in love with the squad
ran through the team like a runnin back
on a mission for the money bags
and i vacate where sonny at
10 bands, 20 bands, 50 bands to a hunnid racks (yea)
and she love to clap like jumpin jacks (yea)
she in love with the squad
ran through the team like a runnin back
[verse 1: chase benji]
im applying that pressure
schoolin these n-gg-s no lecture
im fire spittin, im scientific, im in the lab like dexter
always get the job done, i clock in with my best work
let it blast in that whip, thats car tunes, no network
this life and fame, i seen n-gg-s get hypnotized
cut em off long time ago, dont know if they still alive
we still get criticized, even if we do better than them
my life like a open book, we livin the story and tell it again
let it begin, we gettin that cheddar again
livin good is the better revenge
ima get the beamer get the audi maserati hold up im forgettin the benz
ima stack the cash for that checklist
they see me rappin too reckless
gotta open doors ima get in there, disappear from the block like tetris
play no games they callin my jack
looked at the contacts that number dont say no name
fake n-gg-s can’t ride with us, you better stay in yo lane
we extra high, see me flex no exercise
they runnin out like a horror movie
when the evil people got em petrified
[hook]
on a mission for the money bags
and i vacate where sonny at
10 bands, 20 bands, 50 bands to a hunnid racks (yea)
and she love to clap like jumpin jacks (yea)
she in love with the squad
ran through the team like a runnin back
on a mission for the money bags
and i vacate where sonny at
10 bands, 20 bands, 50 bands to a hunnid racks (yea)
and she love to clap like jumpin jacks (yea)
she in love with the squad
ran through the team like a runnin back
[verse 2: sha mula]
my god’s on a mission to get the cake
my young boy shoot like the nba
my startin five is so hungery
we washin them up like an empty plate
young n-gg-s on the block know me i’m stuck to the chips like nacho cheese
we in the building, yall n-gg-s outside yall n-gg-s ain’t got no keys
we back now and we fire still, everytime i rap it’s a fire drill
they b-mp heads and they upset, like a n-gg-s stomach that’s diarrhea
got paper to write with the pencil on it, got bread for the beef no pickles on it
they got my name in they mouth, with the boys they fresh like ya dental flossin
got a b-tch with -ss and hips, her lips look just like angelina (jolie)
if you know the man, then you know the plan to get dough like a handmade pizza
this sh-t so hot, they like to burn
this ain’t no rap, this a bible verse
ima take your b-tch and i might return her
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